Sunday, April 8, 2012


Sketch by Bety Oktarina

You're home alone. 
With freaking storm. 
And heart that torned. 
What a perfect gloom.

Life's cruel you say.
Throws you a hard ball.
Be happy and play.
Get up and ask, "Is that all?" 

Just swing your mood.
Then treat your wound.
So you will be good.
Enter the next round

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